All Chapters of In Flames We Love : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The pregnancy test struck positive, her excitement grew by the minute. She giggled to herself, placing a hand over her flat tommy. They have been trying for five years, praying for a miracle that never came. Her husband has always been supportive, he stood by her side fiercely. He wasn't a man of many words but his actions always confessed his feelings. He didn't leave her or neglect her, both had down series of tests that always came out positive. There was nothing wrong with either of them, they tried IVF. The failed till they stopped trying. After giving up on having a baby, she was finally pregnant. This had to be the best wedding anniversary ever, they got blessed with they baby they so much desired. “You are finally here”, Inés whispered to her stomach. A tingling sensation rose in her belly, even though the baby was just weeks old, she still felt it's strong presence in her womb. “Oh!”, she gave herself a forehead slap. “What was I thinking, I will prepare his favourite meal

The Patriarch of the Valente Family sat at the head of the table, his wives and sons surrounded it. The emergency meeting has been about Esmeralda again. “Whoever that wench is, I can't believe she outsmarted you fools. Useless boys!”, he yelled. “A woman at that.”“Dad at least we know it's Esmeralda after us not like you that couldn't figure out the identity of the phantom that hunted you in your youth.” Mateo, the eldest son shot back. Andrea, Mateo's younger sister nudged him with her elbow, he turned his stormy gaze at her. “What?”, he mouthed.The old man glared at his son, he didn't reply if he did, there would only be exchange of vicious banters. Mateo would not relent and neither would he.His gaze swept across the table and landed on Miguel. He sat proudly, his eyes looking straight, his posture rigid and powerful. Miguel, his pride and honour. Everyone knew of the old man's favouritism for Miguel which only made him a target. Miguel doesn't go after women or get caught

A steady beeping filtered through her ears, entering her head. She shook her eyes, frowning and then slowly, she opened her eyes. The ceiling was white, too white, her vision blurred. Inés blinked rapidly, her lashes fluttering against the bright light that stung her eyes. It ok adjusted to the surroundings. A steady beeping sound echoed beside her, she turned her head. A machine was beside her. It took her a full minute to realize she was in a hospital, but how did she get here? Her throat burned when she tried to speak.“Miguel?” Her voice cracked, barely above a whisper. The smell of antiseptic lingered in the room, the thin hospital gown clinging to her skin. She turned her head, pain shot through her neck. Her head throbbed from turning it. The walls were painted white, a sofa sat before her. The table had apples and bananas. The curtains were half-drawn. A faint shadow of trees moved beyond the window. She tried to sit up but her body disobeyed. She felt weak all over. Then,

The chandeliers glittered like stars trapped in glass. Luxurious cutlery spread across the tables, wine glasses, the hems of dresses that swept across marble floors. The hum of laughter and the clink of champagne glasses filled the grand ballroom of Hotel de la Mer, the most exclusive venue on the coast.Tonight wasn’t just another rich-people gathering, it was a spectacle. Because after five years of silence, the world had come to witness the first public appearance of Inés Serrano, the enigmatic self made billionaire who had built an empire out of thin air.Cameras flashed, people gathered to say a thing or two. They all wanted to talk to the latest billionaire in town. She moved like royalty, poised and graceful, wearing a flowing silver gown. Her dark hair cascaded down her bare back, and her diamond earrings caught the light every time she turned. She greeted everyone politely, elegance laced in her movements. People whispered as she passed.“That’s her? The Serrano heiress?”“

The car sped through the roads, splashing rainwater in its wake. “What is this madness Mr Valente? Slow down will you?” She yelled. The car turned sharply, Inés gasped holding the sets belt tightly. “Mr Valente?”, he scoffed. ”If you won't listen willingly, you're going to listen by force.” His gaze was focused ahead but the raw menace in his tone scared Inés. Inés glared at him, still holding the seat belt. “Stop the car.”He didn't answer. “I said stop the car.” she seethed between clenched teeth. “You won't listen to me and you expect me to listen to you?”, he smirked. The next second Inés grabbed the wheel.“What are you doing?!” he yelled. She turned the wheel sharply, a car coming ahead flashed its headlights repeatedly, to avoid an accident, Miguel turned the wheel at the last moment. The car swerved violently. “Inés get off!”“I said stop the car!”The world shrank to the roaring engine as if the car protested against the two people contesting for its control. Inés fou